Yes, I know it’s been a while since I have written about anything. To say that I have been busy ergo my lack of commitment towards writing anything would be fallacious as I recently renewed my blog site, not just for a year, but for a whopping 5 years! If anything, I am certainly signalling that I have much more to write and more thoughts to pen down and ruminate especially in these next...
A New Year, A new experience and a new life chapter
An Unexpected Walk of Faith – Prologue
Over the last few weeks, I have been diligently attending mass at Novena Church down Thomson Road. The fact that its hardly a 3-minute walk from where I work and there are 3 masses celebrated throughout the day has been the best blessing I could have asked from God. Singapore has always attracted me that way – the accessibility of the faith. As I am on paternity leave this week, I had...
And now we are three – Part V
One of the things you do learn soon after the delivery of your baby is how to latch your baby so you can start breastfeeding. This is often a precarious time for a new mother as it really affects her confidence. A successful latch is key to ensuring the baby is able to feed of his mother. Most mothers rarely get it right the first time as the breasts are slowly shaping up to start producing the...
And now we are three – Part IV
Hospital stays are never pleasant for anyone. It’s a very sterile place (for right reasons of course) and you often spend most of your time in bed feeling helpless as people come in and out. Oh and there’s also that constant barraging from nurses checking in on you to see you haven’t died yet. Or something like that. Looking at those nurses come in and out to check in on Wifey...
And now we are three – Part III
The last days were especially though for wifey. She would wake up with back pains as the weight of our baby was piling on her. As such, she would not have good restful nights anymore. Sleep at night would be coupled with lots of tossing and turning as Wifey tried to get comfortable. I remember feeling bad and sorry for her, wishing she could get good sleep. There would be nights were I would give...